"Mom, we are sorry that we forgot your birthday." Kathleen broke into Athena's thoughts while she stared at the missed call from Herbert.
It was Thursday morning, a cold Thursday morning, as rain which had started sometime in the early hours of the morning was still pelting down on the roof, though in a lesser torrent.
"Kathleen, I forgot too. You don't have to be hard on yourself." She spoke, dropping the phone on the bed with a faint sigh.
She had come into her children's room to speak with them concerning her upcoming busy and lonely schedule, wanting to prepare them so that they wouldn't be taken unawares by her absence, and Ewan's presence which would be more than before.
They all sat on the bed, legs crossed, the twins facing Athena in such a way that they would form a triangle if dots were connected.
